Lyrics:

G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket
And beyond, recognize thug shit
Poundin' out the trunk bitch
Runnin' wit' a mother fuckin' hatchet
You haters, you suck dick was a thug, became a G
B to the L to the A, Z, E, still dead
Still don't give a fuck (give a fuck)
Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother fuckin' cuffs up
Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple G's
So a thug can get back on his feet
Mean muggin', steady thuggin'
And I'm tryin' to find the hoodrat's all about fuckin'
Still loked out
All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out
Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat ass ride
So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side

Niggas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch!
Niggas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch!
Niggas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch!
Niggas kick the anthem like this
Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch!

Bitches freeze, you aint a thug or a G or a banga'
You's a studio gangsta
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